The Rat Race started back in 1999 at Camp Evans in Wall as a way to kick back, step up and have some

fun running through the woods drinking beer and having fun and donating what was left over to charity.

In the 19 years of running the damn thing, runners have gotten lost, gotten hit by a deer, fallen down ravines, run through sewer tunnels and broken ribs on a wet slide competition, but well over $10,000 has found it's way to charity and now I don't feel like such a big rat any more. (Just a little cheezie.)